Aimless Age

I’ve got this haunting feeling that I am not living my life to the best of it’s potential. I recognize the fact that, not believing in any God, we have merely a given time on earth/ at life. And in times like these, as tonight, I can’t help feeling I’m not making the best of the time I got. I do understand that I am not entitled to know exactly how long I actually got on this earth, yet still I don’t make a best of it.
I am grateful that I have my health, but still I don’t make a best of it.
I’m young, but don’t make a best of it.
I am alive, and don’t make a best of it.

I am as ungrateful as everyone else in my generation. just floating away on the purposelessness that marks this day in age. They call it “Generation X”, I call it “Aimless age"


In England you can’t fall asleep on the subway without getting burned - literary! You can’t complain when kids break in to your car, they will kill you. In France the kids turn to chaos because the don’t have a cause. In Greece the street are on fire as we speak, cause a whole generation is outraged at a stray-bullet, ‘cause there is nothing else to be outraged over.

For the first time in generations, since man walked earth, the young ones have nothing to fight for. And the aimless rage is killing man, woman and child in our streets.

What does this say about us? You and me, not carrying “Molotov cocktails” but with the same sense of lack of purpose, wasting our days??

And finally, the eternal question, what is the meaning of life?
What is my meaning?
what is my life?
I’m sorry to ask; “Is it merely this? “ ( may “karma” strike down upon thee” )

I am thinking that the purpose may have gotten lost somehow between our parent- generation and ours/between God and reality/ heaven and earth/ you and me, and we are just breathing while we wait for an answer as to where to aim said purpose. How else could you explain a whole generation terrorising the streets all over the world?
Burning.
Burning down its self, its being of man, of child, of purpose and life?

Or maybe it is just this; We know, deep down, that we are killing “mother earth” and there is no way of turning back, our children will die of pollution and love is merely a mating-issue within our species ….. maybe the shades are off and the truth is to hard to bare. Maybe our generation buckles under the weight of responsibility.

Oh, give us relief, give us something else to hold on to, something shallow that will keep us in the dark,
with the the fact that there is nothing…


Nothing…